Lycan And Werewolf Novels & Stories

Keyla that seems to be our living dictionary decided to speak again. "About the royalty matter, I can't say a word. I've never met any of them, nor met someone who had met them. But if you want to know about Lycans, here's what I know: Only a true alpha of a pack can change to a Lycan, but mostly it never happened. The alpha shall have to prove himself as a real alpha to become a Lycan. Both Lycans and Werewolves can shift into wolves out of human beings. Still, there are many differences between both of them. A Lycan's wolf is a bigger wolf than any other werewolf, also stronger, faster, and immortal. Lycans can also have the ability to create a werewolf out of a normal human only by biting

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

The floors were a black marble tiles and the walls were painted fully white with golden spiral stairs leading to the floor above us. Multiple paintings of werewolves hung on the wall and the scent of Jasmine and lavender filled my nostrils. I noticed they were coming from the scented candles in certain parts of the room. I found Lycan sitting on one of his black leather sofas, a glass mug in his hand, his eyes fixed to the laptop on the glass table in front of him. The voice coming from the laptop made me realise he was having a video conference.

I asked and Grace answered, “Your majesty, she is fine. But she has a lot of wounds and scars on her body. It looks like she was tortured and beaten a lot in her pack.” Grace just confirmed my worst fears and I clenched my fist so as to not punch it into the nearby wall. “Any serious wounds?” I asked and she knew what I meant. Werewolves, though gifted with a superior healing ability than that of lycans, could not heal that fast against the wounds given by a lycan. Their ability only worked against wounds and injuries that they received accidentally or through beasts at or below their level. Werewolves were not strong enough to heal naturally against the wounds inflicted by a lycan.

I wanted to shout but I couldn’t risk being caught as I watched the night sky and the world move and sway with me while I was being carried up to my room on his shoulder. Lycan are known for their superior strength and their physical skills. I knew Wolfie would have them too but to see him actually do that was insane! He didn’t even make any noise and within ten seconds we were climbing in through my room window that he shut close after him and even pulled the curtain to. Dropping me on the bed to let me recover from the crazy ride that he had just given me I huffed at the anxiety and thrill of seeing the world from a different angle. Sure I had flown in the sky before but this was still dif

Truly, he would need to perform the moonwalk rites with his Luna, as they would both transform into wolves ready to explore the gifts of the woods, the prey they would feed upon. "Your highness, you seem far away" Jake said as Caspian jerked from his thoughts. "No, I'm fine. You can leave, I'll sort myself out" he said waving Jake off as he bounced back on the bed. The moment the door was shut, Caspian gave a heavy sigh as he turned on his bed facing the wall. He couldn't just bring himself to the requirements and responsibilities of being a Lycan King, he was stressed up. The demands that came with his kingship was a complex one, one that could drain the mental strength of an ordinary human

I will not think twice about taking her life. Lycanthropy is derived from the werewolf species. They are unable to transform into wolves because they are more in sync with their human side. Lycans are half-wolf, half-human hybrids. They have the ability to grow teeth and claws, have amazing eyesight, and recover in the same way that werewolves do. They do not transform into wolves.

Lycans are beings that possess both human and werewolf characteristics. Their gait was reminiscent of that of a human, yet their upper physical form was unmistakably that of a werewolf. In both their lupine and mortal states, these beings engage in a sacred union with their fated partner. If one desires their partner to conceive, it is advisable to engage in lycanthropic copulation. The Lycans possess an extraordinary combination of sagacity, might, and swiftness, with the Alphas exhibiting even greater strength.

If someone were to walk in they’d see the way he pinned me to the wall, our chests heaving in tandem, and would likely assume the worst. I sucked in a ragged breath as he removed his hand, only the air was thick with his scent. It rushed right to my head, coaxing a whine from my lips that I barely managed to smother in time. Lycans were a vicious, brutal race. I knew that as well as I knew my own name, yet nothing could’ve prepared me for the half-brothers from hell. The blast should’ve broken your spine. Ryker’s eyes were dark with rage, yet I thought I saw something within them falter. It lasted but a split second, a fraction of a moment.

If she would accept him as her mate. Unlike normal werewolves, who felt a pull to their mate, was destined for them, Lycan’s chose mates. Oftentimes they had several mates in the pursuit of creating as many offsprings as possible, something he had not and likely would not be successful in. Other times they took life mates. After finishing the meat, Viper made his way back onto the ship with it in hand. Placing most of it into the large cooler, he prepared to cook the rest for the evening meal. He'd just began to smoke the meat when the young male came in.